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roses - young karma lyrics

eyes low you’d think i’m smoking on this medicine
watch your back my homies turn your bodies into skeletons. i’m un natural i’m out this world i’m a different specimen, they been knocking at my house of hip hop but i won’t let them in
ain’t got time for no back stabbers
you whack b*st*rds
cause when you come with the hate them lyrics blast at you. don’t say you’re better just because you can rap faster. i’ll have you looking like tech n9ne, that’s bass ackwards
yeah you faster. but i got better word play. never get nervous taking em out i’m on my first date. you just you mad you last and i’m just cruising up in first place. hater suck my d*ck my calendars open for thursday.. i’m getting cake like every days my birthday. ain’t got time off every day is just a workday. ain’t no body ready for sh*t up in my work sp*ce. and the f*ck the gain don’t need that sh*t i’m bumping pure bass
d*mn , i’m spitting dope like i was moving bricks
who you know this young up in this game that could be doing this? fluent sh*t. semi automatic rap im shooting it
and if you still having doubts about me then it’s screw you b*tch
let the beat build and give the mic a break
every one said i couldn’t do it but i just find a way
elaberent. i’m the best there’s no need to elaborate, and no if you ain’t paying me then we can not collaborate. tell me what you thought, homie what the f*ck you thinking? i might just sip a little bit you’ll never catch me drinking. from the fountain to break a promise to make me famous
winners circle like everyone’s got a trip to vegas
congratulations. homie you played your f*ckin self
i been making raps but they just wanna put me on the shelf. i walk through h*ll. but stressing me ain’t gonna help your health. don’t get involved, p*ssed them off imma finish em off

i’m picking the middle of their gentle mind
adrenaline running i gotta survive
i never get low cause i gotta stay high
these rappers are birds but you know they ain’t fly

fill them with the venom when i hit em with the rhythm but i wanna go and get it so i had to go and get em them every time and i be in it
everybody know i’m winning if you really wanna make a move then you know i’m with it

d*mn! i’m a monster come and check my exhibit
with the kind of rap that no one even knew existed. i’m k!lling beats i murder everything with all precision. you tryna knock me out it’s gonna take more than just a pistol
i’m tryna tell em i’m the best when it comes to this sh*t. my chest imma hit this sh*t. best just step before you get go and get hit leave a mess when i get in this b*tch. never duck like i missed a pitch
don’t give a f*ck don’t need witnesses
but tear it up are you witnessing
all these ducks just went industry
k!lling me k!lling beats
i get in the booth and i eat
don’t mess round with them d*mn hyenas
better just check your demeanor
or better yet i’m tearing the scene up
look

i’m with the manager with big ass dread locks
don’t play me i ain’t a game like xbox
tell all these other mumble rappers they can kick rocks. i’m hitting harder than if i shot with six glocks. that’s six grips we flip bricks with dope sh*t. dont play me my name ain’t no joke b*tch
we pull up like weed smoke we choke sh*t
the game blessed i’m up on my pope sh*t
they see me when i’m in the booth they like oh sh*t. cause they hear the beat and they know that imma k!ll sh*t. sip a little of this drink i’m making potions, music style wetter than the d*mn atlantic ocean oh sh*t. said he want smoke now he’s coughing up lungs. this the sh*t you try to spit and rip out your own tongue. never miss a beat i’m on tempo with my own drum and if you need a better reason here’s three why i am the one. (b*tch)

- young karma lyrics

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